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Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> • <strong>Edition</strong> Two<br />

60<br />

lot’s wife<br />

EDITION TWO


Thank you to our wonderful<br />

contributors!<br />

We are always on the lookout for new writers<br />

and artists to contribute to future editions. If you<br />

would like to get involved, shoot us a message<br />

on socials, email or pop your head into our<br />

office!<br />

Writers<br />

(in order of appearence) Angus Duske, Lucia Lane, Erica Di Pierro,<br />

Chloe Romanowicz, Ash Dowling<br />

Artists<br />

Louie Perez<br />

Editors<br />

Contact us<br />

Angus Duske, Samantha Hudson and Mandy<br />

Li<br />

Email: msa-lotswife@monash.edu.au<br />

Instagram: @lotswifemag<br />

Facebook: Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong><br />

Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> Office<br />

Level 1 Campus Centre, next to Sir John’s Bar<br />

Disclaimer<br />

Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> is the student magazine of Monash Student<br />

Association (MSA). The views expressed herein do<br />

not necessarily reflect those of the MSA, the printers<br />

or editors. All material remains the property of the<br />

accredited creators and shall not be redistributed without<br />

consent.<br />

Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> is produced and published on Aboriginal land. We acknowledge the<br />

Boon Wurrung and Wurundjeri Woi Wurrung peoples of the Kulin Nation as the<br />

traditional and continuous owners af the land. Sovereignty was never ceded.<br />

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Contents<br />

6 - Vale Pete Steedman<br />

8- The making of <strong>Lot's</strong> <strong>Wife</strong><br />

10- <strong>Lot's</strong> <strong>Wife</strong> vs lockdown<br />

12- From chaos to harmonythe<br />

birth of <strong>Lot's</strong> <strong>Wife</strong><br />

15- Moonsickness (poem)<br />

18- What's in a name?<br />

22- The burden of proof,-<br />

mathematics, gender<br />

performativity, and delusion<br />

24- Don't look back in anger<br />

(poem)<br />

28 - An ode to an old mate<br />

32- Life in the 60's<br />

34- The history of <strong>Lot's</strong> <strong>Wife</strong><br />

(creative)<br />

36- Winter days (creative)<br />

40- MSA department reports<br />

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Vale Pete Steedman<br />

07/12/1943 - 10/07/<strong>2024</strong><br />

Peter ‘Pete’ Steedman passed away a<br />

month ago, aged 80. Mr. Steedman wrote for<br />

Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> as well as its predecessor Chaos,<br />

before editing Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> between 1965<br />

alongside Phillip Frazer and 1966. His work<br />

on Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> in this time, is credited with<br />

not only revolutionising Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> but “under<br />

his leadership between 1965-66, Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong><br />

was rescued from mediocrity and became<br />

the number one student newspaper in the<br />

country…” which was quite a challenge, by<br />

his own admission, “I can only compare it<br />

with the other top three papers – Sydney<br />

[Honi Soit], Melbourne [Farrago], and N.S.W.<br />

[Tharunka] – the other universities compare<br />

about equally or a bit below but with the<br />

three major papers considering their<br />

expenditure on a fortnightly basis, we’re<br />

working on about a fifth of their budget.”<br />

Steedman’s term as editor came at a time<br />

of radical social change at Monash, most<br />

notably conscription and more broadly<br />

the Vietnam War, and his work on the<br />

paper reflected the concerns of with an<br />

issue dedicated to ‘The Monash View of<br />

Conscription’ published in July 1965, the<br />

second edition published under his and<br />

Frazer’s editorship; and a joint-publication<br />

with Farrago focussed largely on the same<br />

issue. And the success of Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> comes<br />

down to seeking out perspectives on issues,<br />

stating that he “never censored anybody…<br />

Everybody gotta go.” and that ethos remains<br />

true to this day.<br />

Conscription’ published in July 1965, the<br />

second edition published under his and<br />

Frazer’s editorship; and a joint-publication<br />

with Farrago focussed largely on the same<br />

issue. And the success of Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> comes<br />

down to seeking out perspectives on issues,<br />

stating that he “never censored anybody…<br />

Everybody gotta go.” and that ethos remains<br />

true to this day.<br />

The best tribute to Peter and Phillip’s<br />

editorship, however, can be taken from the<br />

words of their peers in letters to the editors.<br />

For instance in a September 1965 issue,<br />

one student wrote “Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> is the most<br />

original and exciting student newspaper<br />

I have ever seen. Congratulations to you<br />

and your co-editor.” Another letter reads<br />

“you’ve been congratulated on the finest<br />

student newspaper in Australia, and it<br />

probably is. The appearance is unusually<br />

professional, the content intelligent, critical,<br />

and provocative.” His influence continued<br />

beyond his term, as a letter a year later<br />

declared the “layout follows naturally in the<br />

Steedman tradition, it is more ordered in<br />

approach and content.”<br />

Beyond Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong>, Peter continued to<br />

grace the world with his immense talents,<br />

editing for Melbourne University’s Farrago<br />

and numerous other publications including<br />

The Age. He served in Parliament between<br />

1983 and 1984, representing the Division of<br />

Casey, where he was – to use the words of<br />

his colleague, founding editor of Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong>,<br />

Damien Broderick – “giving the Liberals hell<br />

in federal parliament…”. Following his time<br />

in Parliament, Steedman served as Executive<br />

Director of Ausmusic from 1988 to 1996, and<br />

returned to Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> in 1987, 2007, and<br />

2016 for interviews, as “the greatest keeper<br />

of Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> stories.”<br />

Perhaps the greatest tribute that can be<br />

paid to Pete Steedman, is his introduction<br />

before a 2007 interview: “He wasn’t afraid of<br />

the powers that be and was one of the best<br />

practitioners of offset tabloid newspapers in<br />

the country.”<br />

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The making of <strong>Lot's</strong> <strong>Wife</strong><br />

Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> has taken many forms over the<br />

years, ranging from a broadsheet in 2011,<br />

to the magazine format of today, to the<br />

classic tabloid that dominated most of<br />

Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong>’s first three decades of publication.<br />

The rationale for these changes came<br />

out of a mix of editors experimenting and<br />

technologically-motivated paradigm shifts<br />

in the printing process, particularly in its<br />

early days when Chaos – the predecessor<br />

to Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> – was getting its act together.<br />

The first edition of the nameless publication,<br />

which would become Chaos, appeared<br />

around the Cafeteria and notice boards<br />

of Monash in early 1961, as a newspaper<br />

for the student body that would “appear<br />

every week during term.” The first two editions<br />

of Chaos were short, comprising four<br />

and eight pages respectively. These very<br />

basic editions were typewritten and then<br />

duplicated, with headings and page dividers<br />

handwritten, and would set the groundwork<br />

for Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> going forward.<br />

The third edition of Chaos would mark the<br />

first in a series of technological printing innovations,<br />

with the adoption of a multilith<br />

duplicating machine for printing then described<br />

as “a recent revolutionary process<br />

introduced into Australia.” This new technology<br />

would allow for the printing of pictures<br />

and cartoons, and – to the great relief of the<br />

paper’s cophers – was 60% to 70% cheaper<br />

than existing methods. By the start of 1962,<br />

this innovation led to the adoption of the<br />

tabloid format that would become the standard<br />

format of Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> for the next twenty-five<br />

years.<br />

The next major innovation to the formatting<br />

would come with another “genuine breakthrough”,<br />

the adoption of Web Offset printing<br />

alongside a slew of changes that saw<br />

Chaos become Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong>, and is generally<br />

credited to being the brainchild of Tony<br />

Schauble, founding editor of Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong>. The<br />

change was largely due to a decision by<br />

The Age, who printed Chaos and later Lot’s<br />

<strong>Wife</strong>, to censor a series of articles in early<br />

1964. Seeking greater freedoms they sought<br />

out a small printer in Waverley, who were<br />

one of the first printing services to use offset<br />

printing – “whereby inked images were<br />

transferred (or ‘offset’) from a metal plate<br />

to a rubber blanket and pressed onto the<br />

printing surface.” A breakthrough that led<br />

to Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> becoming “the first colour student<br />

newspaper in Australia.” All of this on<br />

a budget of $5,400 (about $84,000 when adjusted<br />

for inflation).<br />

For the next thirty years, the format and process<br />

for designing Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> would remain<br />

relatively unchanged. And while the printers<br />

changed numerous times, sending editors<br />

to many exotic corners of the state from<br />

Shepparton to Koo Wee Rup to Waverley,<br />

the process remained the same. We are fortunate<br />

that this process has been preserved<br />

in articles mainly due to the fact that from<br />

1988 right through until the late 2000s Lot’s<br />

<strong>Wife</strong> was graced with an array of work experience<br />

students, most of whom wrote of<br />

the traumatic experiences their week with<br />

the paper entailed.<br />

In the course of a single week, the following<br />

would occur – the articles would be<br />

read through and edited “to correct careless<br />

mistakes” before being fed into a word<br />

processor, historically this would have been<br />

a typewriter – a new I.B.M. typewriter held<br />

up the production of a 1970 issue for two<br />

weeks while the staff got their heads around<br />

it – but by the late 1980s Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> had acquired<br />

a new-fandangled computer for this<br />

purpose, by the Secretary – and yes Lot’s<br />

<strong>Wife</strong> did have a Secretary and an Advertising<br />

Manager both paid positions back in the<br />

day. From there they are set out onto photographic<br />

paper, which effectively prints pieces<br />

in one single column which is then sliced<br />

up and arranged on the page to produce<br />

the layout we see in the finished product.<br />

This process usually “entails staying up all<br />

night during layout nights (with rare naps<br />

on a very smelly foam mattress), amazing<br />

arguments with fellow editors, food from<br />

Foodplus (there are only so many microwaved<br />

chicken rolls one can handle)...”<br />

Usually this eye-watering process had to be<br />

completed by 4:00am in the morning, so the<br />

completed drafts could be delivered to the<br />

printers. For a period between 1977 right<br />

through until the early 1990s, this meant a<br />

three hour drive to Shepparton and back<br />

by midday – which considering most editors<br />

didn’t sleep on layout nights can’t have<br />

been terribly occupational health and safety<br />

compliant. O.H.&.S. concerns aside, the<br />

Monash Association of Students – predecessor<br />

to the M.S.A. – debated when the<br />

practice began in 1977, about whether fuel<br />

costs and some level of comprehensive insurance<br />

ought to be covered.<br />

These layout nights continued throughout<br />

the 1990s until the adoption of computer-based<br />

layout software such as Indesign<br />

– which is still used today, and alongside<br />

the adoption of colour printing and the<br />

choice of glossy covers allowed the paper<br />

to morph into the magazine-like format<br />

that we see today. Yet some things haven’t<br />

changed. The editors still pull their hair out<br />

over careless mistakes – usually minor inconsistencies<br />

in certain spelling choices –<br />

and are usually still up in the wee hours of<br />

the morning, albeit staring at a computer<br />

screen rather than covered in bromide – a<br />

range of chemicals used with melted wax<br />

in the printing process – all for your literary<br />

pleasure.<br />

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<strong>Lot's</strong> <strong>Wife</strong> vs. Lockdown<br />

The COVID-19 Pandemic, while far from Classes had been moved to an online format<br />

over, shall certainly be remembered in the on Zoom, and most students were now working<br />

annals of history, not only for triggering from home wherever that may have been. The<br />

what is arguably a series of the most prolific social aspects of university life were rapidly<br />

social changes in most of our lifetimes. changing, to the disappointment of many. But,<br />

Almost overnight, we became harrowingly they, like billions of other people around the<br />

familiar with video conferencing software world, took these challenges in their stride. So<br />

and the tanalising prospect of continuing our too did Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong>.<br />

educational journeys – in whatever stage we Eager to continue to produce Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> the<br />

were at – in some form of online state, usually editors took drastic measures “for the first time<br />

from the comfort of our bedrooms. And for in our 56 year history, Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> will not be<br />

this, not to mention assorted government’s printed”. In saying this, Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> had been<br />

response or lack thereof to the fifth deadliest distributed online since 1996, coincidentally<br />

pandemic in history, will be remembered in the year that Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> launched its website.<br />

the annals of history. Yet today I would like What was groundbreaking was the decision<br />

to focus on one particular niche of history. to not print physical copies of editions. This<br />

Whatever happened to Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> during practice would continue for the remainder<br />

COVID-19.<br />

of the year. Undoubtedly, Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> proved<br />

Allow me to set the scene, the year is 2020 as it always had to be a place for university<br />

– duh – and Dao Hu, Ryan Attard, Austin students to unleash their creative talents, vent<br />

Bond, Milly Downing, Weng Yi Wong, Anna to the world, and arguably most importantly<br />

Fazio, Charith Jayawardana, and Vivien maintain the social cohesion between students<br />

Tranhere are beginning their year as editors that the pandemic had made so vicarious.<br />

of Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong>. Familiarising themselves with The following year, some old faces and some<br />

the intricacies of InDesign – the software new ones in the form of Ryan Attard, Dao Hu,<br />

used to produce Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> – and settling Anvita Nair, Xenia Sanut, Olibia Shenken, Priya<br />

into the Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> office.<br />

Singh-Kaushal, Linda Chen, James Spencer,<br />

Their first edition, released in Orientation Kathy Lee, and Anna Fazio returned to campus<br />

Week, in both physical and digital form, and the Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> office, where copies of<br />

featuring various contributions from analysis 2020’s only print edition were still to be found<br />

to paintings to poems, many of which on stands in the Campus Centre and Menzies<br />

conveyed the raw emotion and devastation Building. They to would encounter troubles with<br />

that followed the 2019/2020 Black Summer COVID-19 and took the decision both out of<br />

Bushfires that scorched across much of practicality of all the short-term lockdowns that<br />

Australia’s east coast. The first signs of the plagued the first half of 2021 and as a form<br />

next disaster – in an entirely different form. of “reflecting the wider societal shift online”.<br />

By the time this first edition was released, Though by the end of the year, most editions<br />

COVID-19 was beginning to reach Australian would return to an online setting.<br />

shores and precautions were being taken – By 2022, things had returned to relative<br />

O-Fest was cancelled or adapted to occur in normality, albeit with a pandemic still raging<br />

safer environments. When the second edition across the globe, and print editions returned<br />

of the year was released in the middle of to the hands of readers around Monash.<br />

semester two things had drastically changed.<br />

Words by Angus Duske, Art by Beau Donatella (origianlly published <strong>Edition</strong> Two, 2020)<br />

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From Chaos to harmony: The birth<br />

of <strong>Lot's</strong> <strong>Wife</strong><br />

Monash University is unique – for oh-so many<br />

reasons that I shan’t delve into – but in the<br />

context of student media, Monash’s singularity<br />

lies in the fact that within a fortnight of the<br />

first students stepping foot on the Clayton<br />

Campus – lovingly referred to as ‘The Farm’ –<br />

a student newspaper emerged, which would<br />

become known as Chaos. A letter from an<br />

editor at Tharunka (the publication of the<br />

University of New South Wales) declared<br />

in a letter in a June 1961 edition: “I’d like<br />

to congratulate you and your predecessors<br />

on the high standard that Chaos has so<br />

quickly reached. The majority of universities<br />

– including the University of N.S.W. – didn’t<br />

have any student journal until some years<br />

after their foundation, so Monash has done<br />

remarkably well for itself.”<br />

From humble beginnings, as a nameless<br />

stencil duplicated production of four pages,<br />

By Angus Duske<br />

under the editorship of Ian Dudgeon and<br />

Tony Reyntjes, Chaos quickly took off on<br />

campus. By its second edition, its length had<br />

doubled, it had acquired the name Chaos<br />

had been decided on at a general meeting<br />

– where the reportedly “unusual name<br />

for any newspaper” was chosen for “its<br />

metaphysical overtones” and had absolutely<br />

not “because of its aptness in describing<br />

the state of the University site at that time.<br />

Nor was it, they said, really meant to apply<br />

to the content and arrangement of a typical<br />

university newspaper…” – and a letters to<br />

the editor page appeared, a staple for<br />

Chaos and Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> until 2015. By the third<br />

edition Chaos had evolved beyond simple<br />

stencil duplication and graduated to using<br />

multilith duplication printing. By the end of<br />

the first term in May, the newspaper’s 500<br />

weekly copies distributed on Thursday were<br />

often “unprocurable” by the following day.<br />

By the start of the second term Robert ‘Bob’<br />

Hammond found himself as editor – owing<br />

to a peculiarity whereby the Publications<br />

Committee, who had responsibility for<br />

appointing the editors of Chaos and later<br />

Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong>, to appoint editors on a singleterm<br />

basis though he would hold the post for<br />

two months, before resigning for “personal<br />

reasons” leaving Peter Smart to take up the<br />

task serving out the remainder of the term<br />

before handing over to Richard Lucy and<br />

Curtis Levy in September.<br />

1962 brought with it a range of changes to<br />

Chaos, under the leadership of Curtis Levy,<br />

led to the adoption of a tabloid style, the<br />

influence for the style that would become a<br />

staple of the publication for the next 30 years<br />

is two-fold. One, it was modelled on The Age<br />

because that was in vogue for the day and<br />

conveniently The Age’s printers also printed<br />

Chaos. Two, “despite a much publicised<br />

animosity between the two journals” It seems<br />

to take on some of the elements of Farrago’s<br />

layout.<br />

From June, Geoff Parkin finds himself yoked<br />

to Chaos right in time for scandal to rock the<br />

paper for the first – but certainly not the last<br />

– time. The front cover of the seventh issue of<br />

Chaos for the year appears with a relatively<br />

blank headline reading ‘Chaos Staff Expose’<br />

an insert accompanies the mysterious cover<br />

declaring “No! We didn’t run out of front page<br />

copy. Our grand scheme for a sensational<br />

headline scoop had been cunningly thwarted<br />

by the omnipotent Herald-Sun Newspaper<br />

combine.” The threatened legal action<br />

resulted with the University threatening to<br />

intervene and demand the resignations<br />

of the staff. Though Chaos would weather<br />

the storm, and under Graham Stone would<br />

end “an expansive year… [growing] from a<br />

roneoed sheet (in about 18 months or so)<br />

a full-scale university newspaper recognised<br />

throughout Australia and in many countries<br />

overseas.”<br />

In 1963 under the editorship of Graham Stone,<br />

Curtis Levy and later David Armstrong would<br />

continue to grow in size and readership.<br />

Though Chaos would be regularly subjected<br />

to censorship by its printers who refused<br />

to print among other things the word ‘f*ck’,<br />

and encountered controversy over several<br />

anti-semetic remarks made against a<br />

Professor from the University of Melbourne.<br />

These incidents resulted in blank spaces<br />

littering editions throughout the year. These<br />

controversies led to heightened calls, mainly<br />

in letters to the editors, for greater scrutiny of<br />

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Chaos and discontent amongst readers in general. The editors did their best to repel the<br />

arguments being made in their editorials.<br />

April 1964 brought with it the resignation of David Armstrong, and in his place Ross Cooper<br />

and Ross Fitzgerald were appointed. They too would fall afoul of the same issues as their<br />

predecessors, it was evident that something was going to have to change. In their first<br />

edition, rather than curtail the “revolutionary” nature of the writing within Chaos’s pages, they<br />

double-downed. When The Age refused to print a slew of articles, they simply published a<br />

supplement entitled ‘What The Age Refused to Print’ which included a scathing introduction<br />

written by the editors, which declared “since we have already declared our sympathy for such<br />

writings and therefore feel personally involved, we are seriously considering changing our<br />

printers or resigning unless a satisfactory solution can be reached.”<br />

The events of the next month have become something of an urban legend at least at Monash,<br />

not helped that it was the official explanation on Monash’s website, and was once described<br />

by someone who witnessed said events as “a comic opera version of how it began.” The<br />

legend in short involved a group of students fed up with the sexism and other assorted<br />

bigotry inherent within Chaos, storming the Chaos office and taking the paper for themselves<br />

– a hostile takeover if you will.<br />

In reality, the story is monotonous and Following the release of the sixth issue of Chaos<br />

for the year, at the year’s fourth Student Representative Council meeting, Messrs Fitzgerald<br />

and Cooper were relieved of their position. Depending on who one asks of said event, their<br />

resignations were not the only reason for them being relieved of duty. Discussion points at<br />

that very student council meeting range from the fact “you [Fitzgerald and Cooper] failed to<br />

carry out the policy you put forward in the selection interviews.” to “technical competence<br />

and lack of liaison between editors.”<br />

Whatever the reason, there was now a distinct lack of editors, which rendered the administrative<br />

atrophy of student media at Monash. To fill the void left by the two Rosses, Tony Schauble,<br />

Damien Broderick, and John Blakeley were appointed in their place as provisional editors<br />

but would go on to edit for the paper until May 1965 when they announced their retirement<br />

in the editorial.<br />

As editors, they – to use the words of Damien Broderick in an interview twenty years after the<br />

fact – “seized control of the rag [Chaos] and changed the name, on very similar principles<br />

to those which apply after the liberation of a third-world nation, but with considerably less<br />

justification.” And so it came to pass, that on June 24, 1964 with the publication of its seventh<br />

issue of the fourth volume Chaos would become Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong>, a name “fraught with significance.”<br />

for a variety of reasons largely to “tidy up” the paper after three and a half years of chaos<br />

– see what I did there – and scandal.<br />

Moonsickness<br />

By Lucia Lane<br />

I’m sure you know a woman who is a wolf<br />

there are more than you think,<br />

but they have to hide it<br />

excuse themselves and dart out of the room<br />

before they ruin brunch<br />

it’s not like the movies<br />

they call it lycanthropy because it’s a disease<br />

an incredibly genetic disease<br />

marked by pain<br />

muscles growing at an alarming rate<br />

skin torn by your own nails<br />

the wolf doesn’t disappear once you turn back<br />

neither does the sickness<br />

fatigue, dizziness and losing consciousness<br />

but most of all<br />

the fear that at any moment<br />

you might turn bloody and fanged again<br />

the legends are right<br />

it usually happens on a full moon, but not always<br />

and the howling<br />

oh the howling<br />

Although the content of the publication, nor the scandal and chaos associated with it, may<br />

not have changed much in the last 60 years, the rest, to use the popular cliche, is history.<br />

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<strong>Edition</strong> nine, 1999 <strong>Edition</strong> two, 19774<br />

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WHAT'S IN A NAME?<br />

BY ANGUS DUSKE<br />

What’s in a name? An odd question, but a valid one in the sense that naming something<br />

isn’t quite as straightforward as a proponent of nominative determinism would make it out to<br />

be. In saying that, there’s usually nothing more to it than someone taking a particular liking<br />

to a certain name or some other sort of personal significance of a name. But in the case of<br />

our beloved Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong>, the choice of name is – to use the words of the men responsible – is<br />

“fraught with significance” and they weren’t kidding with an article from 1990 suggesting<br />

“the name Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> has caused more confusion in the history of student newspapers than<br />

anything else.”<br />

At the time, Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong>’s predecessor, Chaos, which by May 1964 was fully living up to the<br />

nominative determinism imbued in its name – as chosen by students at a general meeting in<br />

April 1961, though any suggestion that the name reflected the state of the paper or Monash<br />

at the time were strongly rejected. And so when its existing editors were removed from their<br />

positions, and replaced by Tony Schauble, John Blakeley, and Damien Broderick, it was<br />

decided in order to “tidy up” the paper, it ought to take a new name, or to use the words of<br />

Dr. Broderick “my cronies and I seized control of the rag [Chaos] and changed the name, on<br />

very similar principles to those which apply after the liberation of a third-world nation, but<br />

with considerably less justification.” Irrespective, after a lot of deliberation – which one article<br />

from 1987 suggests was alcohol fueled – the name Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> was decided upon, having<br />

been thought up by Dr. Broderick, who, according to later editor PeteSteedman, “had a thing<br />

about not looking back.”<br />

orders, she was transfigured into a pillar of salt. Why a pillar of salt, no one is really sure,<br />

the Book of Jasher suggests it was because she had previously stolen salt from a neighbour<br />

and this was all some kind of belated punishment – talk about saltiness. As for Lot and his<br />

daughters, they lived an incestuous life in a cave, yet he was later canonised and a monastery<br />

in his honour opened near the pillar of salt that was once his wife – isn’t that just typical.<br />

So now we come to the part where we break down just how “fraught with significance” the<br />

name of this hallowed publication is. Over the years many editors have sought to explain the<br />

name away, and I seek to piece together some of the better explanations for the name. At<br />

least better than Dr. Broderick’s analysis in a 1984 interview: “It is, of course, pure Dada, and<br />

has no further metonym.”<br />

There is an obvious place to start and that is with Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong>’s core tenet ‘never look back’.<br />

Lot’s wife looked back on the chaos and was turned to a pillar of salt – clearly a warning<br />

against looking back at the mistakes made by Chaos. Or in a more general sense, it is a<br />

warning against nostalgia to quote our founding editors, “in another sense, the title can act<br />

as a warning. Lot’s wife didn’t have the sense to see that she was being given the chance<br />

to escape the bad old days, so she’s probably still gazing in stony affection at the remains<br />

of a culture that had well and truly had its day. Our moral: Don’t let this happen to you, or to<br />

Monash.” A moral that eventually morphed into today’s ‘never look back.’<br />

Moving away from the story itself, there is even symbolism in the pillar of salt that still stands<br />

in Jordan, Messrs Schauble, Blakeley, and Broderick – like many of their contemporaries –<br />

believe in the importance of student media to campus life, going so far to say that a student<br />

newspaper was “one of the pillars of campus society, indubitably, but in a special sense.”,<br />

presumably a pillar of salt though, one that is unburdened with the notions of respectability,<br />

intellect, or preserving the status quo, all of which will crumble with the passing of time. For<br />

they saw Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> as stronger than that, preserved for future generations of students by<br />

pushing the envelope, to make what they wish of Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong>.<br />

The significance doesn’t quite end there, there’s all the significance of salt, a 2020 editorial<br />

suggests that “perhaps the greatest lesson to learn from Lot’s wife is to be salty.” Then<br />

there is the argument that the salt is there to keep us all painfully aware of the underlying<br />

significance of things in our everyday lives – such as the name of this very publication. Or<br />

failing that, perhaps the name was just chosen to describe the way student media adds a<br />

little bit of flavour to the occasionally bland existence of university life, after all salt makes<br />

most things better.<br />

Finally, an interpretation of Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong>’s name that has emerged in the last 25 years, is based<br />

on its core tenet and the objectification of women in the early years of Chaos: “Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong><br />

Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> is a name taken from a legend that persists in all three abrahamic faiths, and<br />

for the most part serves to explain an eponymously-named pillar of salt present on the<br />

Jordanian shores of the Dead Sea. The story of Lot, and his family, can be found in Chapter<br />

19 of the Book of Genesis, Chapter 19 of the Book of Jasher, and Chapter 51 of the Quran.<br />

In short, Lot and his family lived in the city of Sodom, which, along with the neighbouring city<br />

of Gomorrah, was soon to be destroyed by the wrath of God – in what can only have been<br />

a moment of heavenly rashness – akin to the biblical equivalent of a carpet bombing.<br />

Having sent two angels forth to do His bidding, they threw themselves on Lot’s hospitality<br />

for the night before getting to work the next morning. However, before they could settle in,<br />

a mob of xenophobic locals turned up and demanded Lot turn the angels over to them. Lot<br />

refused, instead offering his daughters, who the mob rejected. Gracious to their host, the<br />

angels allowed Lot and his family to flee so long as they did not look back on the fire and<br />

brimstone they were moments away from raining down upon the cities.<br />

As they were fleeing Lot’s wife – named Edith in the Book of Jasher – decides to look back<br />

upon the chaos that was enthralling the two cities, and in punishment for failing to follow<br />

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is so named as a warning, to not look back upon the sexism and objectification of women<br />

as occurred in the newspaper Chaos.” The content of Chaos was certainly of its time being<br />

described as “a laddish newspaper”. Yet the inherent message even within the tale of Lot is<br />

clear, here is an unnamed woman who is punished for disobeying an order meanwhile her<br />

canonised husband can get away with incest. So perhaps, as an editorial from 2020 suggests,<br />

“naming the magazine Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> is a tribute to all women – and other marginalised people<br />

– who have been silenced and ignored by history.”<br />

At the end of the day, what Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> is, and the significance of its name is purely, what you<br />

make of it, after all “trying to determine the significance (or lack thereof) of the title reads like<br />

a ‘Choose Your Own Adventure’ of interpretation.” So perhaps the only question is what was<br />

the name of the woman who is the wife of Lot?<br />

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THE BURDEN OF PROOF: MATHEMATICS,<br />

PERFORMATIVITY, AND DELUSION<br />

Good Lord! They are appraising me!<br />

– Lady Elizabeth Murray, Belle<br />

GENDER<br />

When The Mates walk in, I avert my gaze and tuck my hair behind my ears. To my left, a<br />

friend prints a title, pauses, erases, rewrites. To my right, another checks the volume on their<br />

tablet, mutes, un-mutes, then mutes again. The group behind us, mere seconds ago debating<br />

the effect of water on excretion, watch their inhibition walk through the door and take its<br />

rightful place in the front row. Seven minutes have lapsed since most students convened<br />

for today’s class, but a workshop in the absence of bright young mathematicians is one of<br />

absolute futility. To this, I unequivocally agree.<br />

The workshop commences. My attention cycles between the digital clock on the wall, the<br />

question a peer is asking that I too pondered but could not ask, and the indignant, spirited<br />

brunet remarking to a less enthusiastic, taller blond that he had indeed “already learned<br />

this”; had “solved the problem already”; had “said that before”. Periodically, the professor<br />

poses a challenge to his budding first year disciples, or so I am told, by the lewd shuffling<br />

of paper, the neurotic clicking of pens, and the rightful union of pencil meeting paper, as<br />

students scrambling to feel the hit of braggadocio, of a real win – an analgesic to soothe the<br />

wounds of past competition, and an amphetamine to set the mind alight with pride.<br />

I scribble down an answer and my friend and I compare our proofs; we conclude that mine<br />

is correct, but not right. The professor wanders around the room to peer awkwardly across<br />

shoulders and appraise the work of his students, and to be efficient he does not bother<br />

with ours. When he asks if anyone would like to share, his chagrined expression betrays the<br />

openness of this call to action. From my seat in the dark, I try every language that he might<br />

recognise, but nothing can draw his attention; the words hang in the air, wailing from the<br />

shadows, dancing on my lips like an incantation. To him, I return a meek, unknowing stare.<br />

It is a truth universally acknowledged that women students are not included in this democratic<br />

call to the likes of any one, that psychosocial smallness as a spiritual practice is but a minor<br />

formality to be observed by those granted the enormous privilege of access. I am writing<br />

to remind that, in a social and political context that promulgates for theoretical inclusion<br />

but is broadly ignorant of praxis, the apparent mainstreaming of deviance and relaxation<br />

of social mores rebrands hierarchy as more benevolent, perhaps, but changeless, eternal,<br />

appropriate, and arising out of ourselves. This process of shifting marginality ever so slightly,<br />

diluting subgroups systemically deprived of rights and privileges into individuals, is arguably<br />

more dangerous than its predecessor precisely because of its deniability.<br />

For any woman mathematician to claim citizenship – the right to be permitted into masculinised<br />

academic spaces – they must assume (tacitly, or not so) the mantle of policing the borders<br />

against those who do not conform to the standards of the ruling class to the same extent as<br />

they might. When we force women and femmes to internalise these oppressive standards<br />

of assimilation and accommodation, we render even the expression of feminist issues an<br />

exercise in navigating privilege, in policing the right to critique, express anger or fear, ask<br />

for help, and have our pleas heard. The fabrication that women, by way of speech and<br />

temperament, can achieve greatness, disenthrall themselves from the clutches of patriarchy,<br />

and advance equality and diversity for all women, tricks us into viewing adversity as characterbuilding,<br />

and confidence as a form of self-work that each woman must undertake to respect<br />

themselves for not succumbing to unfavourable circumstances, and fly the flag for all women.<br />

It is under this injunction that I write, to achieve my self-respect, to invite an invasive tourism<br />

of my reality (though curated), and to provide the only material that can elicit the attention of<br />

those otherwise unenthused – obscene imagery of violence and derivatisation.<br />

Tacitly or not so, The Mates carefully monitored the progress of the entire class, though<br />

performed to appear entirely disenthralled by the relationships of power that discursively<br />

organised the classroom, and the mechanisms that shaped the construction and distribution<br />

of intellectual authority among students. The Mates were just as preoccupied with the forces<br />

that be as their less socially revered male classmates – The Technophiles – and their women<br />

peers, but they understood that any versions of ephemeral, counterfeit power afforded to<br />

other members of the class would ultimately leave their real power uncontested. In truth,<br />

The Mates would check those attempting to exceed the intellectual or social boundaries of<br />

their status, ensuring that they always won what one member described as “the war” – this<br />

crusade, I take it, was one of gender.<br />

Interestingly, The Technophiles felt entitled to repeatedly co-opt the proofs and solutions<br />

developed by women students as their own. Women mathematicians, punished and praised<br />

for their work and their temperaments, learn to valourise injustice as a simple fact of their<br />

being. To steal from The Mates is to violate the very institution of mathematics; to steal from<br />

women, however, is not merely to put work that would otherwise be wasted to good use, but<br />

to participate in a political and pedagogical system that naturalises women’s labour to exist<br />

solely for the purpose of appropriation.<br />

I recall one notorious collaborative session with a Technophile in which a fellow woman<br />

student and I were subjected to repeated physical and psychological attacks, involving an<br />

object thrown at my head from behind. Dehumanised himself, the Technophile felt not merely<br />

enabled but compelled to dehumanise a peer – to theatrically consummate a set of political<br />

beliefs. This display of male chauvinism, likely stemming from The Technophile’s sense of<br />

himself as powerless and ineffectual in relation to the ruling male class, attempts to signal<br />

common ground (that being a propensity for domination) between himself and his classroom<br />

superiors, and be reassured that his dominion is legitimate, corrosive, and venerated by men<br />

of greater social standing. This is, of course, a delusion.<br />

BY ANONYMOUS<br />

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Note from the author:<br />

This essay drew inspiration from a literature review by Luis A. Leyva, which references a<br />

2000 ethnographic study by Mary Barnes. Barnes explored production of two competing<br />

masculine subgroups (which Leyva dubbed “The Mates” and “The Technophiles”) and the<br />

dynamics of authority within a collaboration-based advanced high school calculus classroom<br />

in Australia, discussing “the social construction of mathematical competence, and ways<br />

in which mathematics is valued” (pp. 145). Barnes, Mary. 2000. “Effects of dominant and<br />

subordinate masculinities on interactions in a collaborative learning classroom.” Multiple<br />

perspectives on mathematics teaching and learning, 145–169. Levya, Luis A. 2017. “Unpacking<br />

the Male Superiority Myth and Masculinization of Mathematics at the Intersections: A Review<br />

of Research on Gender in Mathematics Education.” Journal for Research in Mathematics<br />

Education 48(4): 397–433.<br />

DON'T LOOK BACK IN ANGER<br />

By Erica Di Pierro<br />

Don’t look back in anger they say, but I’ll look back in rage. I can never let things go without<br />

a fight, you can say I beat a dead horse until it’s back to life. Knowing deep down I can’t go<br />

back, no matter how hard I fight fuels me with an indescribable amount of fury, bashing the<br />

door psychotically pleading to let me go back in time.<br />

In the moment it’s euphoric, it feels like forever swearing that change will never happen to<br />

me, things will stay the same forever. Even when I know there’s a deadline. Even when I know<br />

there’s a return flight.<br />

Don’t look back in anger, can I look back in delusion? Live with my eyes closed so I can<br />

pretend nothing has changed, just live inside my memory. My neck is so tired from looking<br />

back in hindsight, please let this door open, please let me go back. How can I not be angry<br />

when I’m haunted by ghosts of people that are still alive, there’s a cinema behind my eyes<br />

replaying their faces, replaying my memories.<br />

Time you are a cruel, cruel person for never allowing us to go back, I always find myself<br />

sobbing at your feet like a toddler. But you’re not a mother and you won’t comfort me. So the<br />

ache sits in my stomach, I’m so angry.<br />

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<strong>Edition</strong> twelve, 1967 <strong>Edition</strong> six, 20044<br />

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We couldn't possibly overlook one of the most iconic (read:<br />

infamous) moments in <strong>Lot's</strong> <strong>Wife</strong> history.<br />

In 1977, Monash student Peter Costello wrote the following<br />

article praising Compulsory Student Unionism.<br />

He would then go on to be the Treasurer of the Howard<br />

Liberal Government who scrapped it.<br />

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<strong>Edition</strong> one, 20130/07/<strong>2024</strong> <strong>Edition</strong> thirteen, 19874<br />

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LIFE IN THE 60's<br />

BY CHLOE ROMANOWICZ<br />

The 1960s was a time of political turmoil, yet a time of never-seen-before economic growth. Green<br />

paved the streets, so different to the rubble grey of the Vietnam War. It was a time of colour television<br />

and TV dinners; in a time where colour divided and united. It was a time of<br />

commercial innovation, and a hungry public consumerism that matched this – where Cool Whip and<br />

Coke in Can fed filled stomachs. It was a time of transcendence; everything was moving fast. It was<br />

about right here, right now. Social policies were ever dynamic- shifting<br />

with the Civil Rights Movement, Martin Luther King, and a dead president. The Hippies hated the<br />

government. The bourgeoisie were now richer, but still middle class.<br />

Life was changing. Art was changing. No longer exclusive to the sphere of the rich and powerful,<br />

artwork before the 1960s- labelled as a form of ‘cultural capital’ by French sociologist Pierre Bourdieu-<br />

was shoved aside by an avant-garde movement which catered to the masses. Inspired by the Civil<br />

Rights Movement, artwork changed to become more relatable- elements from comic books, colourful<br />

advertising, and pulp fiction, which were available to all classes, saturated the art styles of the 60s.<br />

The anti-establishment ethos of the youth, and the scars left from WW1 & 2, had accumulated into a<br />

fired-up public dissatisfied with art that failed to acknowledge the huge<br />

sociopolitical changes in their lives. Documentation – an element of art that used media such<br />

as photography and text to provide social commentary- became a prevailing force in the art world.<br />

The “New Media Framework” of art embraced the use of unconventional materials and methods<br />

-such as collaging, photographs, and scrapbooking- to disestablish a common, yet exclusionary view<br />

which emerged from Europe in the 18th century – that only ‘fine art’ was ‘true’ art. Most importantly,it<br />

relocated the locus of artistic integrity from raw visual effect to the artist’s intent, which dissatisfied many<br />

supporters of the previous decade’s artwork- critic Clement Greenberg lambasted these changes,<br />

arguing that “What counts first and last in art is quality, [and] all other things are secondary”.<br />

The puppeting hand of patron also changed identities. Previously, private patrons were the majority<br />

funders of artwork, meaning that art appreciation was skewed towards the rich. However, with the<br />

economic growth of the 1960s came a young and progressive ‘technocratic’ generation well-versed<br />

in academia but poorly subscribed to the nuances of<br />

the brush. Here swooped in the critics. While art of previous generations had been commissioned<br />

on the basis of appeal to the buyer, critics were now the ‘middleman’ between buyer and creator.<br />

It wastheir judgement which greatly influenced a piece being bought or not. This transference of<br />

power, combined with the eagerness of the technocrats to prove their cultural literacy, set the<br />

stage for the emergence of atypical, eye-catching art styles. Though not nearly as significant,<br />

government interventions, such as the US’s creation of theNational Endowment for the Arts in<br />

1967, also helped “foster access to the arts for people ofmany different kinds''.<br />

With the combination of social rift and a changing culture of purchase, Artwork these by Spencer avant garde Slainey styles<br />

-Minimalism, Pop Art and Feminist art, and secondly, Op Art, Concept Art, and the ‘Colour Field’ style-<br />

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Art by Spencer Slaney<br />

became dominant in the art world. New age artists were united in their distaste towards the “Abstract<br />

Impressionism'' of the 1950s, criticising that the “action painting” which defined it was too personal<br />

and thus disallowed artwork from creating its own meaning. Yet, this was merely one common<br />

denominator amidst a world of creative differences – styles differed in their origin, inspiration, and<br />

principles of creation. Here, we gointo the most era-defining styles -Minamalism, Pop Art, and Feminist<br />

Art.<br />

Minimalism- defined as artwork consisting of geometric design, simplistic form, and straight edgessought<br />

to shun depiction of an ‘outside reality’ and rather present ‘its own reality’. Emerging in 1960s<br />

New York, its creation was due to the accumulation of ‘reductionist ttendencies’ in modern art, and the<br />

belief that art had become too ‘academic’ in depicting reality from a solely photographic perspective.<br />

Pop art was divided into two schools: British, from where it’s genesis in the “Independent Group” –<br />

a group of Londoner’s enamoured by 60s American pop culture - sprung forth, and American. Both<br />

schools agreed with pop artist Richard Hamilton’s classification of Pop Art as “Popular, Transient,<br />

Expendable, Low cost, Mass produced, Young, Witty, Sexy, Gimmicky, Glamorous [and] Big business”.<br />

Both took stylistic features from comic books, pulp fiction, and advertising, through using defined<br />

black lines and bold primary colours. They depicted household products in an age of rampant<br />

consumerism – from Vacuum cleaners to Campbell soup cans.<br />

Yet, compared to British Pop Artists, American pop artists more readily embraced iconography, serial<br />

reproduction, and the theme of war. They first-handedly responded to the social trends around them.<br />

In comparison, British Pop Artists were more proactive in their use of collaging, and their works were<br />

often infused with elements from both American pop art and American pop culture. Dissatisfied with<br />

the under-representation of women artists in exhibitions, galleries, and private collections in the 1960s,<br />

Feminist artists sought to reclaim their place through distinguishing their art style, use of materials,<br />

and message from the conventional art of that time, through using traditionally feminine materials<br />

and crafts to convey a feminist message. This was achieved through the media of pottery, weaving,<br />

textiles, as well as paint on canvas. Artists of the time, such as Judy Chicago, sought to redefine the<br />

meaning of the female body from its previous sexualised role, through works such as ‘The Dinner<br />

Party”, which celebrated the accomplishments and heritage of prominent women, while displaying<br />

ceramic moulds resembling their genitalia- thus emphasising the coexistence ofachievement and<br />

physical form.<br />

Unignorably, there were momentous shifts in the art world during the 60s. With the advent of<br />

huge social and political change, and the emergence of younger, ‘new wealth’ patrons, the<br />

influence of 1960’s art is still seen today.


The History of <strong>Lot's</strong> <strong>Wife</strong><br />

By Ash Dowling<br />

Looking back had turned Lot’s wife into a<br />

pillar of salt,<br />

But she returned as a magazine, as a new<br />

name for Chaos,<br />

A reincarnation, a second Genesis,<br />

(Her name was a cautionary tale,<br />

But she ignores that part).<br />

Now, she looks back again<br />

Over sixty fiery years of life,<br />

Surviving the wrath of God and man.<br />

For the first ten years, her daughters stayed<br />

In corners, letting her sons take centre stage.<br />

Was it by their own choice,<br />

Or does free will become muddied when<br />

Society speaks lies like a serpent<br />

Into innocent minds?<br />

But in 1974, Sue Mathews became<br />

Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> first female editor, and<br />

The image of God was made more complete.<br />

Sue was appointed to editor by the<br />

State Government, who held absolute power<br />

Over whom would edit the Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong>,<br />

Making themselves a part-time God,<br />

Until 1983, when the student body finally<br />

wrested<br />

Power from the state and shared<br />

It between themselves like bread and fish.<br />

I wonder whether people would have<br />

Cared so much about Jesus multiplying food<br />

If Uber Eats had existed back then.<br />

Miracles are less magical in a digital world,<br />

But poetry, prose, and art are still just as<br />

magical<br />

And suddenly they could travel<br />

Around the world like angels and dip in and<br />

Out of time like an omnipresent God.<br />

Years later, I read a poem from<br />

Volume 10, No. 5, May 8, 1969,<br />

‘Some people would live in their own<br />

Ketchup if you’d let them’.<br />

Luckily, we don’t always let people<br />

Do what they want. Sometimes we do,<br />

But sometimes we make them pay<br />

University student organisation membership<br />

fees,<br />

Until 2005, when Howard and Costello made<br />

This voluntary too and the student unions<br />

Worried that they would be swept away<br />

In a wave of apathy for campus culture or<br />

Maybe just financial necessity. Did Costello<br />

Feel bad putting his daughter’s dignity<br />

And life on the line? But Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> stood her<br />

ground.<br />

In 2007, her dignity was challenged again,<br />

By an MSA muzzle, to stop a broad<br />

Potentially defamatory mouth from biting<br />

Certain people. They tied her to a leash<br />

And dragged her along. Maybe if God had<br />

done that<br />

To Lot’s wife she wouldn’t have turned<br />

Into a pillar of salt, but God lets us<br />

Make our own fateful choices.<br />

I think God liked Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> new logo of 2015,<br />

He is no stranger to controversy<br />

And he always loved Lot’s wife’s spirit, her<br />

Strength, her confidence. Perhaps he<br />

Lamented that she did not use it for good,<br />

But that was the risk he took.<br />

He reads Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> now, I’m sure, and smiles<br />

Seeing that she is just as bold as ever.<br />

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On days like these, when the air is so cold<br />

it bites at your face and hands, and your<br />

breath is visible before you, one cannot<br />

help but think of the past. Amelie had<br />

always been the type of person to prefer<br />

the past. There was something comforting<br />

in its solidness, something reassuring<br />

in the fact that everything had already<br />

happened and that she, as an observer<br />

from the present, could look back on it<br />

without having to make the same decisions<br />

all over again. It wasn’t just her own past<br />

she liked. As a child she buried her head<br />

in books and spent her recesses and<br />

lunches immersed in Ancient Rome and<br />

Greece, World Wars and revolutions, while<br />

everyone else around her played tips.<br />

Lately though, Amelie didn’t want to think<br />

of the past. Because thinking of the past<br />

reminded of her, and Amelie was really<br />

trying very hard not to think of her. It was<br />

usually silly little things that would send<br />

Amelie reeling back. Just the other week<br />

a song playing in Coles delivered her<br />

Winter Days<br />

By Anonymous<br />

back to the night she first met Bea. Amelie<br />

hadn’t meant to go out that Wednesday,<br />

but somehow come midnight she found<br />

herself on the sticky dance floor of some<br />

student bar, beer going warm in her hand<br />

as she stared unashamedly at the lead<br />

singer of the band playing covers. There<br />

was just something about her, something<br />

that Amelie couldn’t quite put her finger<br />

on, that made it impossible to look away<br />

as she twirled and jumped and flicked her<br />

sweaty curls out of her eyes.<br />

She hadn’t expected it when, after the<br />

set had ended and Amelie’s friends had<br />

disappeared out back to the smoker’s<br />

area, Bea eased up beside her and asked<br />

to dance. So Amelie took Bea’s hand, and<br />

then, after some hours, her number. Bea<br />

said goodbye with a gentle kiss to the side<br />

of Amelie’s mouth and a teasing reminder<br />

to text her.<br />

It took Amelie three days and roughly<br />

27 draft texts, typed out in her notes<br />

app, before she finally bit the bullet and<br />

messaged Bea. They had their first date<br />

in the botanical gardens, on one of those<br />

warm March evenings when the sun still sets<br />

late and everything feels possible, the world<br />

stretching out indefinitely before you. She<br />

kissed her down by the banks of the Yarra,<br />

and it took three days for the stupid smile to<br />

finally wear off her face.<br />

Many more dates followed, punctured<br />

with sleepless nights staying up talking to<br />

each other, baring their souls. By June they<br />

were official. Amelie learned that Bea had<br />

always wanted to be in a band and didn’t<br />

really care much for her degree – she was<br />

just doing it to appease her parents. She<br />

seemed so sure in her point of view – so<br />

certain that she would be a singer. There<br />

was no doubt in Bea’s mind and Amelie<br />

wished she could be a little more like that.<br />

She learned that Bea had been writing<br />

her own songs and sometimes she was<br />

lucky enough to hear them. In turn Amelie<br />

showed Bea her stories, confessed quietly<br />

that what she wanted most in the world was<br />

to be an author, but wasn’t sure she’d ever<br />

escape the guilt that was pushing her to do<br />

something more meaningful with her life.<br />

She met Bea’s friends, her parents, her<br />

brother and sister. She sat through countless<br />

lunches and dinners then breakfasts,<br />

watching Bea surrounded by the people<br />

who loved her, the way her face would<br />

light up when she realised she’d made<br />

one of them laugh. She learned to love the<br />

organised chaos that seemed to surround<br />

Bea’s life. The way she could never forget<br />

a friend’s birthday, but could never seem<br />

to remember where she’d put her keys. All<br />

these things Amelie remembered no matter<br />

how much she didn’t want to.<br />

Most of all she remembered the nights<br />

they would spend together lying in the<br />

same bed. Bea curled up on her side, Bea’s<br />

thumb softly stroking the bottom of her ribs<br />

just below her heart, as she pulled Bea<br />

veven closer into her and their legs tangled<br />

beneath the sheets. In those moments, just<br />

before they drifted off into sleep, Amelie felt<br />

so safe and secure and known, that it was<br />

impossible to conceive that anything could<br />

ever come between them.<br />

And, without warning, sometime recently<br />

something did. One day they were in love<br />

and then the next Bea was staring at a spot<br />

on the wall just by the side of her head,<br />

telling her that it was over, that it wasn’t that<br />

she didn’t love her, it was just that it wasn’t<br />

what she wanted anymore. Amelie didn’t<br />

say anything, didn’t fight, didn’t plead,<br />

didn’t cry, just simply stood up and walked<br />

out and away leaving Bea still sitting at a<br />

table in their favourite café. She was numb<br />

for two whole days before it hit that Bea<br />

had left her. Then she didn’t get out of bed<br />

for a week.<br />

Yes, Amelie had been the type of person<br />

to prefer the past. Bea had taught her to<br />

appreciate the present, to want for the<br />

future. Now that she was gone, Amelie didn’t<br />

want to think about any of it – didn’t want<br />

to be reminded of their past together, of the<br />

future that she thought they’d have. Didn’t<br />

want to look back on their history and figure<br />

out what went wrong. Somewhere, deep<br />

down inside of her, she knew that the pain<br />

would pass, and, just as the winter turns into<br />

spring, she’d be able to look back on this<br />

and appreciate all the joy it had brought.<br />

For now though, that day hadn’t come, and<br />

she would have to be careful about going to<br />

Coles for the milk, just in case a song came<br />

on and she suddenly found herself crying in<br />

the aisles.<br />

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Looking back had turned Lot’s wife into a<br />

pillar of salt,<br />

But she returned as a magazine, as a new<br />

name for Chaos,<br />

A reincarnation, a second Genesis,<br />

(Her name was a cautionary tale,<br />

But she ignores that part).<br />

Now, she looks back again<br />

Over sixty fiery years of life,<br />

Surviving the wrath of God and man.<br />

For the first ten years, her daughters stayed<br />

In corners, letting her sons take centre<br />

stage.<br />

Was it by their own choice,<br />

Or does free will become muddied when<br />

Society speaks lies like a serpent<br />

Into innocent minds?<br />

But in 1974, Sue Mathews became<br />

Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> first female editor, and<br />

The image of God was made more<br />

complete.<br />

Sue was appointed to editor by the<br />

State Government, who held absolute<br />

power<br />

Over whom would edit the Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong>,<br />

Making themselves a part-time God,<br />

Until 1983, when the student body finally<br />

wrested<br />

Power from the state and shared<br />

It between themselves like bread and fish.<br />

I wonder whether people would have<br />

Cared so much about Jesus multiplying<br />

food<br />

If Uber Eats had existed back then.<br />

Miracles are less magical in a digital world,<br />

But poetry, prose, and art are still just as<br />

magical<br />

And suddenly they could travel<br />

Around the world like angels and dip in<br />

and<br />

Out of time like an omnipresent God.<br />

Years later, I read a poem from<br />

Volume 10, No. 5, May 8, 1969,<br />

‘Some people would live in their own<br />

Ketchup if you’d let them’.<br />

Luckily, we don’t always let people<br />

Do what they want. Sometimes we do,<br />

But sometimes we make them pay<br />

University student organisation membership<br />

fees,<br />

Until 2005, when Howard and Costello<br />

made<br />

This voluntary too and the student unions<br />

Worried that they would be swept away<br />

In a wave of apathy for campus culture or<br />

Maybe just financial necessity. Did Costello<br />

MSA DEPARTMENT<br />

Feel bad putting his daughter’s dignity<br />

And life on the line? But Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> stood<br />

her ground.<br />

REPORTS<br />

In 2007, her dignity was challenged again,<br />

By an MSA muzzle, to stop a broad<br />

Potentially defamatory mouth from biting<br />

Certain people. They tied her to a leash<br />

And dragged her along. Maybe if God<br />

had done that<br />

To Lot’s wife she wouldn’t have turned<br />

Into a pillar of salt, but God lets us<br />

Make our own fateful choices.<br />

I think God liked Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> new logo of<br />

2015,<br />

He is no stranger to controversy<br />

And he always loved Lot’s wife’s spirit, her<br />

Strength, her confidence. Perhaps he<br />

Lamented that she did not use it for good,<br />

But that was the risk he took.<br />

He reads Lot’s <strong>Wife</strong> now, I’m sure, and<br />

smiles<br />

Seeing that she is just as bold as ever.<br />

MSA DEPARTMENT REPORTS / EDITION FIVE <strong>2024</strong><br />

PRESIDENT: CHLOE WARD (SHE/THEY)<br />

Hey Everyone! I hope Semester 2 has started off as well! There are so<br />

many exciting things happening in the MSA! We have fought to reduce<br />

late penalties from 10% to 5%, the new MSA Pantry has officially opened<br />

and provided students with fresh free food, we have run some of the<br />

biggest events this year so far, and there is so much more to come!<br />

We are continuing to work hard on our Parking campaign and pick up<br />

a bumper sticker at SURLY to show Monash that you disagree with the<br />

monetary extortion of students and staff. Finally, we are continuing to<br />

advocate for ‘universal submission times’ at 11:55PM for students to help<br />

take the burden of remembering submission times off students. Stay tuned<br />

for more exciting updates and can’t wait to see you all at our next MSA<br />

event!<br />

SECRETARY: ZAREH KOZANIAN (HE/HIM)<br />

No report received from this department.<br />

TREASURER: JOSHUA WALTERS (HE/HIM)<br />

No report received from this department.<br />

ACTIVITIES: FATIMA IQBAL (SHE/HER) AND RAAGE NOOR (HE/HIM)<br />

No report received from this department.<br />

CREATIVE & LIVE ARTS: GINA FORD (SHE/HER) AND HAIDER SHAH<br />

(HE/HIM)<br />

No report received from this department.<br />

DISABILITIES & CARERS: GERARDIEN AFIFAH (SHE/HER) AND<br />

CHARLOTTE SUTTON (SHE/HER)<br />

We are back for another semester, with more beginner Auslan sessions<br />

to kick off the semester. We have also been fortunate to have Helene Hill<br />

attend as a speaker for the Menstrual Health panel during Safe n Sexy<br />

week, to represent the chronically ill perspective.<br />

Advocacy projects continue including the passing of the Tertiary Education<br />

Roadmap motion. We have begun conversations with the Buildings &<br />

Properties Division on how physical accessibility issues can be better<br />

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resolved. We hope these conversations will soon result in tangible changes<br />

soon.<br />

As always if there is anything that you would like to raise or that you need<br />

support with, please email msa-disabilities@monash.edu"<br />

Upcoming events:<br />

• Auslan Beginner: 5th September<br />

• Auslan Intermediate: 5th September<br />

• D&C Teas: Thursdays 10am D&C Lounge<br />

• Silent Disco 29th August 8pm<br />

EDUCATION (ACADEMIC AFFAIRS): NAOMI DREGO (SHE/HER) AND<br />

GRAYSON LOWE (HE/HIM)<br />

Semester 2 has started off on a positive note, with several important<br />

developments and opportunities. Academic Progress Committee Hearings<br />

are ongoing, and we continue to seek volunteers to assist with these<br />

hearings. This is a great chance for to get involved and support your peers,<br />

and we are so grateful to our existing of volunteers who help with these.<br />

Additionally, as you may already know the university has made changes<br />

to the late submission policy, reducing the penalty from 10% to 5% per<br />

day submitted past the due date. This adjustment provides a welcome<br />

relief to students who may need extra time to submit their assignments.<br />

Lastly, we are well on the way towards teaching awards with semester<br />

1 nominations having already opened, and semester 2 nominations to<br />

open soon. These awards are an opportunity to celebrate our outstanding<br />

educators who make a significant impact on our academic journey.<br />

EDUCATION (PUBLIC AFFAIRS): SAHAR FARUKH (SHE/HER) AND NAFIZ<br />

ISLAM (HE/HIM)<br />

No report received from this department.<br />

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ENVIRONMENTAL & SOCIAL JUSTICE: SOPHIE ALLEN (SHE/HER) AND<br />

THOMAS WHITE (HE/THEY)<br />

Our sustain festival was a massive success! The day was full of games,<br />

laughter, vibes and eco education. We'll be finishing up the year with<br />

some behind the scenes work regarding sustainability and activism at<br />

MSA but there may be some things in the works as the semester comes<br />

to a close!<br />

INDIGENOUS: MARLLEY MCNAMARA (SHE/HER)<br />

No report received from this department.<br />

PEOPLE OF COLOUR: ANSHUMAN DAS (HE/HIM) AND TOOBA JAVED<br />

(SHE/HER)<br />

We are currently in the planning stage for the 'One World' event, working<br />

closely with other team members to ensure its successful execution in<br />

October.<br />

Our primary objective this semester is to provide support to other faculties,<br />

societies, and students as needed, as we do not have any major events<br />

scheduled ourselves.<br />

This semester is intentionally more relaxed, allowing us to focus on these<br />

supportive roles. Additionally, we are making progress on the Racism<br />

Report as stated in our previous reports, which will be published in the<br />

near future and will include comprehensive data gathered from students<br />

on campus who have experienced discrimination of any sort.<br />

QUEER: MADI CURKOVIC (SHE/HER) AND KELLY CVETKOVA (SHE/HER)<br />

We have had a wonderful, tireless year organising and promoting left<br />

wing activism and fighting for the oppressed.<br />

We helped organise the Gaza Solidarity encampment, bringing together<br />

hundreds of Monash students, experienced and new, to fight for<br />

Palestinians.<br />

We led and are continuing a campaign to increase the number of genderneutral<br />

bathroom options on campus, and to hit back against transphobia<br />

on our campus. We all need to Pee!<br />

We hosted a plethora of events showcasing the history of our struggle as<br />

Queer people for our rights, and how these fights have intersected with<br />

other sections of the oppressed.<br />

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Some highlights include our Radical Queer History Panel, which brought<br />

together legends of the Gay Liberation Movement of the 70s with the<br />

generation of today, and our screening of the film 'Pride'.<br />

Free Palestine, Madi and Kelly<br />

RESIDENTIAL: ARIQ ILHAM (HE/HIM) AND AYLIN VAHABOVA (SHE/<br />

HER)<br />

No report received from this department.<br />

WELFARE: CAMPBELL FROST (HE/HIM) AND TEAGAN HAYWARD (SHE/<br />

THEY)<br />

No report received from this department.<br />

WOMEN'S: ZOE BINNS (SHE/HER) AND KATYA SPILLER (SHE/HER)<br />

Helloo MSA Women's community!!! We have had an absolute blast<br />

running safe and sexy week!! I am writing this as we speak watching<br />

our clay work shop create beautiful mugs!! We've had everything from<br />

menstrual health panels to dance expression classes. We transformed the<br />

conference room into a beautiful chill out activity space and Loreal ran<br />

their street harassment campaign. MSA Women's is blown away by our<br />

beautiful community, we thank you all for coming along to our events and<br />

we hope to see you again soon in the future. Thank you to the beautiful<br />

SRSU team for making this all happen, we are eternally grateful!!!<br />

MSA DEPARTMENT REPORTS / EDITION FOUR <strong>2024</strong><br />

MATURE AND PART TIME STUDENTS (MAPS): STUART GIBSON<br />

No report received from this department.<br />

MUISS - VEDANT GADHAVI<br />

We have been working with the university towards the implementation of the recent<br />

foreign cap. We have been recently starting with weekly study sessions at the MUISS<br />

Lounge and have been having the Welfare Lunches. We are also planning to host a<br />

Day Trip soon so keep checking the muiss.monash page on your socials.<br />

We are also collaborating with MSA POC for a grand One World Fest where we will<br />

be having international clubs as well as some exciting music, games and food on<br />

the day.<br />

RADIO MONASH: GEORGIE MCCOLM (SHE/HER)<br />

Radio Monash has had an epic start to the semester! We had O-Day across two<br />

campuses, with two days at Caulfield and one day at Clayton. We got to interview<br />

over 15 clubs at Clayton on O-day, and have signed up so many new members. We<br />

have our subcommittee's up and running and plenty of show applications, so make<br />

sure to tune into radiomonash.online this semester to hear from our amazing show<br />

hosts. Our journalism department has also been pumping out incredible articles that<br />

you should check out ASAP.<br />

CLUBS & SOCIETIES: PAUL HALLIDAY (HE/THEY)<br />

C&S has hit the ground running in Semester 2, beginning with our successful involvement<br />

in the Semester 2 Orientation Festival during week one. The event showcased over 60<br />

clubs and attracted more than 3,000 students learning about the vast range of clubs<br />

at Monash.<br />

The first few weeks of semester new club applications closed with C&S receiving<br />

significant interest from students. The C&S Executive is currently in the process of<br />

reviewing and shortlisting these applications, with successful new clubs expected to<br />

launch later this semester.<br />

Club Awards Night is scheduled for the 21st of August. This event celebrates the clubs<br />

at Monash and the incredible student Office Bearers who volunteer to run them. It<br />

is an opportunity for C&S to recognise the clubs who have gone above and beyond<br />

in various areas with awards recognising innovation, good governance, high-quality<br />

publications and accessible and inclusive events.<br />

The rest of the year is also very busy, with the C&S Annual General Meeting, more<br />

events for club leaders and supporting clubs in servicing their members.<br />

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By Louie Perez<br />

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HAPPY 60TH<br />

BIRTHDAY<br />

LOT'S<br />

HERE'S TO MANY MORE!<br />

<strong>Edition</strong> five, <strong>2024</strong>

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